Sweet Divorce

Chapter 83 Liam’s Fury

Still, she was unaware of Liam standing behind her.

It’s the photo all she cared about now.

She would never have thought that somebody witnessed her and Oliver and took photo of them.

Now she’s known by the whole school, notoriously.

The comment section was full of comments cursing her, so she didn't read much.

She tried to figure out who the poster was, but all she could get was the poster’s nickname, an ellipsis.

The level of the account was low, somebody must’ve signed up a new account just to release the photo.

She couldn’t get any information about the poster from the profile, but she’s certain that the poster must know her, and more than just know her.

Was it Charlotte?

No. Charlotte was busing sucking up to grandma these days and haven’t been at scholl for half a month.

Then who it could be?

But one thing was for sure, this was a vicious attack.

Her name was being dragged into mud now.

She had to handle this fast enough.

The thought of that prompted her to go back the room.

But she bumped into someone’s chest when she whirled.

For an instant, her body stiffened.

Liam.

When did he come out?

How long had he been standing behind her?

Did he see the photo?

“All good?” Liam asked gruffly.

She nodded, “yes.”

Liam responded with a plain “well”, fixing his eyes on Rita like he was waiting for something.

But she didn't utter a word after a while.

His face darkened. “Then go back to the office and resume your work.”

“Wait.”

Rita stopped him hurriedly as he tried to leave.

“What?” Liam asked, pretending to be confused.

Rita bit her lip, said flatly. “I need to get back to school.”

When he heard that she wanted to go back to school, his eyes flared though he manage to keep a calm outlook. “What’s the urgency?”

Rita noticed the anomaly in Liam’s eyes.

He must’ve seen the photo, she thought.

He would’ve locked her up if this happened months ago.

He must be restraining himself from doing so due to the awkward relation between them. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Still, she knew what he was thinking.

He didn't know his grandpa to know this, it’s going to get him so bent out of shape.

“I’ll handle the photo ASAP. I won’t let it affect your company or let your grandpa know this.” She chose to confess rather than conceal it.

“Need my help?” Liam asked plainly.

“No, thanks. I can take care of it.”

A hint of frustration flashed in Liam’s eyes when he heard her refusal. But conceal that soon enough so that Rita didn't notice.

Rita took his silence as agreement.

She went back in the room to pick her coat and then left.

Liam’s face darkened as Rita vanished from his vision.

And Jacob just happened to come and see this.

He sensed the intensity instantly, his mouth twitching.

It’s screwed. Why did he always choose the worst time to see Liam?

Next time he gotta make sure that Liam’s not in a bad mood before he show up in front of him.

“Liam, your Eve just left?” Jacob managed to muster the courage to talk to Liam.

He tried to lighten the mood but it turned out to do the opposite. He now could see the flame burning so fiercely in Liam eyes.

Damn it!

He spoke out of turn again!

Fuck!

Liam whirled back to the room while Jacob did his complaint to himself.

Jacob hesitated for a second and then trailed after Liam.

Liam walked to the desk, tapped on the keyboard. And then something he saw put a layer of ice in his eyes.

Jacob could feel the temperature n the room went down. He held his breath, and out of curiosity, he peeked at the computer screen. He felt his heart stopped beating for a few seconds when he saw the photo.

Oh shit…

Fuck it. Liam got cheated on.

He darted a timid look at Liam, said with a trembling voice. “Liam. I could tell Oliver to stay away from Rita.”

Liam sagged into his seat. He glanced over the photo, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Wait.”

“Huh?”

Wait?

What is he waiting for? Jacob lost.

He would lose Rita forever if he waited anymore.

But Jacob dared not say anything while Liam kept silent.

Right now Rita was in a cab on her way to the school.

She called Isabelle on the halfway.

“Liam came just then.”

For an instant, Isabelle felt coldness crept up her spine. “Did he hear us?”

“I guess he did.” Otherwise he wouldn’t have allowed her to leave.

“Did he think that you cheated on him? It won’t affect your relationship, will it?”

Isabelle’s concerns didn't worry Rita.

That man could not care less about this.

They’re just faking to be a happily married couple.

But she didn't tell Isabelle.

She just smiled and said. “It won’t”. She continued. “Hey, listen. I need you to keep an eye on the post for me. And I need your help with something.”

“What is it?”

“Are you seeing a guy from the computer department?”

“What…what does it have to do with this?” Instantly, Isabelle blushed.

“Could you ask him to look into the address and ID of the poster? I want to know who’s behind this.”

“Oh well that…no problem. I’ll see to that.”

Rita said her thanks and hung up the phone.

In the cab, she looked outside the window, her eyes cold.

Soon she arrived at the school.

She sped to meet up Isabelle.

But somebody intercepted her soon as she entered the campus.

Then she was dragged to the nearest playground by Oliver. “Follow me.”

“What a surprise! I was looking for you just then.” She tried to wrench her hand out of his grip but failed. So she had no choice but followed up.

And somewhere in the dark, Nora once again witnessed them. she reached out her phone and shot photos of them hurriedly.

She had been tracking Rita since she posted the photo in an attempt to see her reaction what her retaliation would be.

To her utter surprise, she got another solid evidence of her “sin” again.

A hint of mockery flashed in her eyes as she watched them leave.

You dragged my family into bankruptcy, in return, I’ll drag your name into mud.

Only that would this be a fair trade.

That wouldn’t be enough though. What she lost before, she would take them all back from Rita.

She uploaded the photo on the post after Rita and Oliver left.

What’s more, she sent a text attached the photo of Oliver and Rita holding hands to Liam. “Hey, Liam. You came to our college? Could I invite you and Rita for lunch? I want to apologize to you for my parents.”

She tried to play an innocent girl who’s sorry for what she had done and create a gap between Rita and Liam.

In his office, Liam clicked on the photo Nora just sent him.

The coldness in his eyes spilled out and filled the room when he saw the man on the photo holding Rita’s hand.

He stood up violently.

“Get the car!”

“…Got it.” Experience told Jacob not to ask when he saw Liam’s expression but just nod in agreement.

Still, he’s curious. What text made him go off like this?

“Liam, where to?” in the driver seat, Jacob asked timidly.

Liam stared at the photo, his voice thick and creepy.

“W. University.”